A dream –Out in the woods (Posts woods or a similar place to the N.E.) with Arthur & Catherine – coming home, we came upon a bed of dwarf iris in a field which I thought belonged to Luke’s...
A.M. Cleaned out studio thoroughly and scrubbed the floor. Studying a few of the spring’s water-colors. At first they seemed strange to me, but finally the one of the “keyhole” view from the woods...
A dream last night - In a strange city – walking through poorly lighted streets at night. A fine misty rain, a man with a dirty white beard and long faded overcoat following me...
Dream last night- At Salem. It was night – near midnight. I walked down Fourth St. West of Ellsworth, the street was being widened, all torn up, and the men were working all night...
To be inside of a building shut in from the outdoors, sometimes only makes the outdoors more vivid.
Three Dreams – 1st of Sibelius making a visit over here. 2nd – at Yates – Their son wanted to play some records. Mrs. Yates objected to them, and I scolded her for not allowing him...
The most beautiful thing in the evening are the fireflies.
A dream – Going to McKinley Ave. School (Salem) with Catherine & Arthur (though I was as I am now, I thought I was re-experiencing with them my own early days at this school)...
Awakened by a mighty white cloudburst that streaked the morning trees – following by bright sunlight, leaf-clatterings, oriole songs, robin warbles, wrens –